Poe's eyes narrowed and BB-8 poked his head out from behind his master's legs.
"How considerate of you after everything," he said dryly. He didn't want to talk with this man. He had ordered the deaths of a village of people before capturing, torturing and ripping Poe's mind open. Exactly the kind of person he wanted to have a casual conversation with. He answered him regardless. "I'm used to something like this. What about you? Nobody to boss around or kill if you're having a tantrum, must be hard for you."